The Inventor {Newt x Reader}

CHAPTER 05

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   "Woah-Woah-Watch ouT!" Minho's voice screeches an octave higher. He wobbles on the board before falling face first. Newt is the first to laugh before I follow. He ran over to Minho who was still on the ground. Newt gets Minho on his feet while I grab the board. I had named this experiment 'Skateboard #10'. Minho's idea.

   I examined the board before looking back at Minho. Newt and Minho stood at the entrance of the maze since in the maze it had a smoother floor than the grass. It also had more effect. "I hope you notice by now, but I'm not a very good rat." The black haired boy starts walking over to me. He had a few scratches here and there on his body.

   "Alright then, Newton come here." I motion the blond boy towards me.

   "My name is bloody Newt, (Nickname)." He walks over to me, all annoyed. Grabbing the board, he sets in near the entrance of the maze. Minho places his elbow on my shoulder as we watch. I move the lollipop in my mouth to the other side of my cheek, a smirk growing on my face. Minho whispers about how Newt will fall and I just nod along. I mean, I don't expect anyone to successfully ride on this thing.

   Newt goes on the board before giving it a great push with his leg. He seemed to be up too much because he slips forward as the board flies back into the glade. Minho and I look at each other before breaking down laughing. "He didn't last as long as you did!" The boy just nods while laughing. My gut was starting to get sore from all the laughing.

   Newt gets up before glaring at us, but for some reason he was looking at Minho's arm that was propped on my shoulder.

   He walks over to us before pulling me towards him. The laughing stops which makes Newt snap back into reality. "Oh um, why are you still here, Minho? Shouldn't you be running?" He drops his grip on me. I just glance at him, his eyebrows furrowing.

   Minho places a hand on his shoulder. "Aren't we supposed to be running right now?" They stare at each other for a moment before booking it. I watch them run and grab their things before leaving. Newt stops before leaving though.

   He turns around to face me. With a smile, he waves goodbye. I couldn't even wave back since he already started running in the maze. "Aw, that was cute."

   "Shut it eyebrows."

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   Screaming could be heard from the med-jacks building. It was almost six so the rest of the runners were bound to come. From what I collected, Minho had splitted up since he noticed that one guy was missing. Turns out he got stung. Minho knocked him out then brought him here without telling any of the runners.

   Almost everyone in the glade found out about the stung. Even me, who was in deep sleep. "Move." People backed away as I walked into the building. I stare at the young boy who tried to force the restraint off him. The boy who lied on the bed was named Luka. He had come shortly after me and was quite fast for a small kid. It was a shame he got stung.

   I turned around to the other boys who did nothing. "Where's Alby?" Rustling and moving of people catches my attention. Like planned, Alby stood right next to me.

   "What happened to him?" He said, voice low and serious. I turned forward, towards the screaming boy.

   I breathe before answering. "He was stung." I could see his eyebrows furrow from the corner of my eyes. This wasn't the first time this has happened. The last time this happened we tried to throw the kid in the maze before the doors closed but he just clawed on one of the runners' arms. After that we had him test out an escape method. He died that day. "What should we do this time, Alby?" I looked over to the tall male.

   Moments passed. "Keep him for now." Gasps fill the air. Even I'm taken back by this decision. "Put him in the Slammer until Friday. He'll be our rat until then."

   "And when that day comes?" Clint was the one to talk but he asked a question everyone wanted to asked.

   "We'll banish him before the walls close. (Name)," Alby turns towards me, "I want you to invent something for us so the banishing is done properly." I could only nod before leaving shortly after. I couldn't even take two steps out before smashing my face onto something.

   I hold the bridge of my nose. Muttering a small 'ouch' before stepping back. It was Newt. "What happened?" He holds my shoulders, keeping me in place as he looks around the people.

   He continues doing the same action. It was to the point I got tired of his tight grip on my shoulders.

   I cup his face with my hands, forcing him to look at me. "Come with me. I'll explain everything later." I release him before walking away. He follows me quickly in a haste. "To simply explain this, grivers, as you know, have stingers, as you also know. So, if you ever get stung by one, you'll go crazy." I open the door to my building, tossing the papers I had on the couch.

   "What do you mean by, crazy?" I turn around to actually face the blond male and boy oh boy I was starstruck. His hair was everywhere and for some odd reason he seemed more...handsome.

   I shake my head before looking back at him. "By crazy I mean remembering things from the outside world. It should be a good thing but it isn't. Because of the things they see, they make us scared of the outside world or better yet, try to kill us because of the things they see." I sit in my seat before continuing. "This isn't the first time this happened though. We had this boy named George. He was stung and we planned to banish him but he clung onto a runner, almost killing him. So, we used one of our escape methods on him which was putting him down the box. That killed him though."

   Newt takes a step back once I say my last sentence. "And because of that failed banishment, I have to create a way to make it more successful." I let out a yawn before facing my desk. The sound of rustling makes me stop doing whatever I planned. I turn my head to see Newt placing a stool next to me. He turns towards me, giving me a cheeky smile. He lays his head on his arm, looking at me. I turned around quickly so I could start planning.